To think I was actually alive in 1970.
Though she was a tiger lady, our hero didn’t have to fire a shot to floor her. After one look at his Mr. Leggs slacks, she was ready to have him walk all over her. That noble styling sure soothes the savage heart! If you’d like your own doll-to-doll carpeting, hunt up a pair of these he-man Mr. Leggs slacks. Such as our new automatic wash wear blend of 65% “Dacron®†and 35% rayon—incomparably wrinkle-resistant. About $12.95 at plush-carpeted stores.
Well. I say I was alive. But was I really alive?
YIKES rating: 77.5 out of 100. Keep tusslin’ girls. Rawr.
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PS:
Doesn’t seem to say how easy it is to get stains out of those slacks. Like blood. Or bodily wastes.
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oh.my.god.
I mean still. 1970 and all. That can’t be real. Can it?
and by not really being *alive* are you implying that you were still in decent abort territory?
I was two for most of 1970. My prospects for babes to stand on the head of were quite slim….
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